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Wilfred's expression grew complicated, then darkened. "Ivy..."

"Tell me," Nina clutched his sleeve, her anxiety rising. "Is there something wrong with my body? Did he go to get medicine for me?"

"Ivy..." Wilfred's voice faltered, lacking confidence.

He had wanted to keep it from her until she recovered. He wished for her to be carefree, but she had still found out.

Nina understood from his words. She released his sleeve, her eyes reddening, and a bitter smile forming on her lips. "No wonder... No wonder I felt off and always weak. It turns out there really is something wrong with my body. No wonder you stayed by my side. No wonder..."

Her voice choked up.

"No wonder Nash abandoned me. It's because of my health, isn't it?"

"Don't say that," guilt flashed in Wilfred's eyes. He reached out to touch her but let his hand fall back. "You will get better. I won't let you die."

"Die?" Nina turned to look at Wilfred. "Is it that serious? Then why do I feel fine? Tell me, what's going to happen to me?"

Wilfred hid his hands behind his back. "It's not very serious yet. We'll find a solution before it gets worse."

Nina asked again, "The worst-case scenario, will I die?"

lips. "I

resolute answer. He would die

strong enough? If I'd known, I could have stopped Scott." "You couldn't

does it have to be this way? It's not worth

"There's hope."

guaranteed, is

it

his

emotions surged.

there's hope, there's

felt overwhelmed. She had not expected this outcome. It was hard to accept. Her guilt deepened, and

let Scott risk his life in vain. "I'm

you. You can't act impulsively. You won't solve anything by going." Nina looked at him

Wilfred told her. "You still have unfulfilled dreams You have to keep

at him. "What

back," Wilfred said. "He wouldn't want you to take risks. If not,

her fists, struggling

treated with regular medicine? Why must it be